Melanin’s POV
He pulled me and made me sit on his lap while I stared at him with stun eyes. I wasn't expecting such a reaction from him. I thought he was sulking because of what happened, but the look on his face was now telling otherwise.
“What were you saying?” He asked while caressing my cheek.
I closed my eyes to his touch and hated myself for feeling this way towards a total stranger. I hate myself for not being able to control myself around him. I bit my lip and didn't know what to say to him. My brain was actually blank.
He left my cheek and went for my hair while he gently stroked it with so much care. It was as if, with those strokes, he was passing a message to me. I felt my body shiver in pleasure.
"Continue what you were saying,” he muttered those words as an order.
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